RED SKATE CHAPTER ONE

Julia Entwistle was murdered with her ice skates. Brutally. I am a crime scene investigater, and I must say, that was the horriblest case I'd ever worked on. Let me start at the beginning...

Julia was a sixteen-year-old girl who was very happy with her life. She had a loving family and a doting boyfriend. Julia was also a brilliant ice skater. She was training for the ice-skating team in the Olympics. But one night changed it all...

It was supposed to be my weekend off. I had brought two tubs of Ben And Jerry's and had settled on the sofa to watch a whole season of "Lost". The opening credits had just conme up when the phone rang. I paused the DVD, got up, and answered it.
"Hello?" I said.
"Sally, Sally, this is Charlie. We have an emergency down at the ice rink. Can you come?"
"Sure I can," I answered, secretly annoyed that Charlie would ruin my weekend off. But then again, maybe he's found out how cute I think he is; maybe he's calling me up for a date.
I arrived at the ice rink twenty minutes later. Charlie saw me arrive and rushed over to me.
"Oh, Sally. It's another crime scene. Someone's been murdered - brutally. It's really gruesome."
"Oh, come on, Charlie," I replied. "I've worked in this profession for twenty years, and they've all seemed gruesome."
I saw the yellow tape and stalked over to the area, not prepared for the shock that would make me retch...

What was the sight that made Sally retch. Find out in chapter two.